A/N: Hey guys! I'm back with another topic I haven't really covered yet, but still a part of love.

Hope you enjoy:

Annabeth had previously thought how she would react if she were to break up with someone. It was a bit cathartic, but she often thought about her reactions to a wide-ranging number of scenarios.

Not that she was planning on breaking up with her boyfriend, things were going well. But she liked to wonder, and the scenario happened to come to mind.

She wondered if maybe she would yell or cry or just get angry, simply react in some way.

When the day comes she is silent.

Silent as she gathers her things, silent as she pulls on her shoes, silent as he avoids looking at her face, and silent when she simply leaves.

It's amazing really how different reality can be from an expectation, a thought. She makes her way home in silence.

She wonders what she would say, if she was back in that room. There's so much. There's so much to say that there's nothing to say.

She's still silent when she enters her own apartment. No tears, no screams, no…reaction. Her living room is silent and she doesn't disturb that until the pot starts bubbling for the tea she's decided to make.

She thinks back to her boyfri- ex-boyfriend and wonders what her thoughts are. She feels detached from the situation. It might be worse than crying.

She had loved him, she thought.

They had met when she had been in a rocky place. Stress and anxiety had been a record high that year and he had made her laugh. She saw him again because she liked the feeling of laughter.

He hadn't been the best either. Out of a bad relationship with wounds still fresh to the touch. She didn't understand the reasons behind the wounds, she had common sense and didn't treat him like shit. He said she helped heal him.

And it wasn't really supposed to work out, two broken people leaning on each other just a little too much than was probably healthy.

But by some miracle it did and there they were a year and a half later, in better places in life. They had built each other up somehow.

The thought finally brings pinpricks of tears to her eyes.

They had loved well, they had helped each other.

The tears formed rapidly.

Why did it have to end, then?

The tears had stared to run down her face and it wasn't until one hit her collar bone did she realize it. It surprised her and she touched her cheek to confirm that there was indeed a wetness to the touch.

Silent tears continued to pour out of her eyes as she continued to question. Why do good things have to end? They had been through so much? Wasn't that worth holding on to?

The knock on her door startled her. She stood quickly, wiping her eyes and moving towards the door.

She opened it to reveal the face of a man smiling sheepishly wearing Star Wars pajamas.

"Hi, I'm really sorry to bother you but I was gradi-" he stopped midway through.

"Are you okay?"

She was shocked at the question, and the concern in his eyes. She nodded in response.

He looked confused. "Okay…sorry, you don't even know me and-" He cut himself off again and shook his head.

"Sorry, right the reason I'm here. God, I suck at this. I live above you and I was grading some papers and one fell down on your balcony, so I was wondering if you could give it to me?" He ended again with a sheepish smile.

She nodded again, and went to retrieve the paper which had gotten stuck on the edge of a plant. She handed it to him.

"Thank you so much, it would suck to explain to a student why I didn't have their quiz, so really thank you." He was rambling a bit, a blush overtaking his cheeks and she couldn't help but smile.

"No problem," she replied, and the silence was broken.

He said his thanks again before offering another smile and walking away. She closed the door with a small sigh.

She wasn't okay. She had just gone through a break up. With a person she loved. With a person she had gone through so much with she thought he was there to stay. She was not okay, and she wouldn't be for some time.

But maybe, maybe some people are only in our lives for a certain time. Maybe they were meant to be together, but only to fix each other.

And maybe, with another look at the door where the visitor once stood, maybe good things end so that even greater things can begin.

A/N: So what did you think? I think it's important to also address the break ups and ends of relationships, and specifically, the feeling of thinking you'll never lose someone and then losing them. It doesn't have to be romantic, it can happen with friends too. Sometimes people are only in your life for a limited amount of time. But the important part is to keep moving on. And who knows what the future will bring!

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And as always, thanks for reading!

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